Ronald didn't hear the conversation between the shaman and Thorn, as he had been thrown into a tent in a remote corner by the bear-man warriors. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The tent was empty, with only a wooden fence, which at first glance belonged to the place of detention. Fortunately, the tent was large, and even if it was separated by a fence, it was enough for Ronald to lie down.

Dumped in the fence like garbage, Ronald collapsed to the ground with weakness. Fortunately, Ronald only felt a little weakness in his body, but there was no substantial damage.

After the bearman warrior left, Ronald tried to lift his fingers, and his brain could clearly feel the presence of his fingers, and even have a slight tremor, but his fingers had a sense of weakness.

One's eyes are bigger than one's stomach..

"The orc shamans are really powerful, and although their spells are not as powerful as the mages, they are just as terrifying, and even more weird. ”

"It's like a spell version of the Ten Spices Soft Tendon ......"

Ronald had also used the Ten Spices Soft Muscle Powder to deal with the nobles before, and even extorted a gold ransom, which he only thought was very useful at the time, but he didn't expect to be used on himself by similar means today.

"I only had 1,700 points left on my body before, just to save points and deal with emergencies, so I couldn't bear not to buy food in the system store. Unexpectedly, in order to save food, it has fallen to the point of using points to save lives. ”

Ronald smiled bitterly, and then couldn't help cursing: "Isn't it just stealing some food, and you can send a gold-level master to guard it in the middle of the night?" Ronald had scouted the situation in advance, and the bearman warriors of the Hammer tribe would be sleepy in winter, so if there was no accident, even the bearman warriors on duty would be lazy and sleep for a while, and no one would even reprimand him.

It is because of this characteristic of the bear man that Ronald will come in in the middle of the night to steal some food.

But now, it's not interesting to think about this, if you don't want to become a sacrifice to the bears' ancestors, Ronald must solve the current troubles.

The shaman's spells are okay, although Ronald doesn't know spells, but as long as he has enough points, Ronald can buy goods to disarm spells through the system store to deal with it.

1700 points is not a lot, but this 'weak' spell of the shaman is not very top-notch, and it is a big deal to buy a magic scroll, or a magic scroll to remove the spell.

"The spell is easy to say, but the hard thing is how to get out of here. Even if I leave this tent now, it doesn't even make sense to run away from the tribe. Unless that gold-level bear-man warrior doesn't catch up, I'm going to be caught. ”

"What's more, even if I escape from the pursuit of the Iron Hammer Tribe, but in the vast Northern Wilderness Plain, if I don't return to human territory for a day, it won't be safe for a day. ”

"Today is the Iron Hammer Tribe, tomorrow there will definitely be another Copper Hammer Tribe, the Golden Hammer Tribe or something looking for trouble......

Ronald lay there speechless and looked at the sky, but unfortunately even the sky was blocked by the dilapidated tent.

"Forget it, let's find a way to solve the problem in front of us first. Ronald summoned the System Store and began to select goods with his mind.

Ronald didn't understand spells, but that didn't stop him from knowing what they were used for by name and description.

Wizards are not suitable, as Ronald is not a magician, so the best option is still a scroll. Originally, Ronald had a magic ring on his finger that could detoxify, but apparently could not defend against magic.

Divine Technique: Purification Scroll!

Soon, Ronald chose a magic scroll worth 600 points, which can be used once and can remove negative magic at a certain level.

Some flesh pained to buy the scroll, and the scroll fell into the palm of Ronald's hand.

When a person is rich, he can squander luxury, but when he is poor, he is eager to break a copper plate in half to spend.

Now that Ronald is poor, 600 points to buy a one-time scroll has made Ronald sigh.

However, although the scroll has been purchased, if you want to use it, you must tear the seal on it, and you only need to hook your fingers to easily tear the scroll open.

Ronald closed his eyes and began to try to gather strength to complete the simplest of movements.

However, the shaman's spell is indeed very perverted, and even the movement of his fingers made Ronald embarrassed for a long time.

But the good thing is that it is only 'weak', not 'imprisoned'.

After gathering enough strength, Ronald stretched out one of his fingers tremblingly, and finally broke the seal of the scroll.

A golden light shot out from the scroll, and before it could illuminate the tent, it was completely submerged into Ronald's body.

The golden light carried an aura of peace, warmth, and light, and brought an indescribable sense of comfort as soon as it entered Ronald's body. And the feeling of weakness in the body also collapsed under the effect of this golden holy light.

Ronald jumped up from the ground, only to feel that every cell in his body was full of strength, and the fighting spirit exploded, and the tendons used to bind him were directly broken into two, and the previous feeling of weakness was all gone.

"Divine art is really unique, no wonder the Holy See of Light can rule the faith of mankind for so many years. Ronald thought as he felt the glimmer of power that remained in his body.

Footsteps were heard outside the tent, and a bear-man warrior approached.

Ronald chuckled in his heart, and then fell directly to the ground, just as he wanted to pick up two broken beast tendons to make the illusion of binding, Ronald's heart moved, and quickly bought a jar of honey from the system store, and the jar rolled smoothly and fell not far from the tent entrance.

The tent was opened, and a bear-man warrior muttered, looking a little drowsy: "Damn human spy, it's all because of you that I disturbed my sleep......" the bear-man warrior said in a dissatisfied tone.

Ronald was already lying on the ground, pretending to be still under the influence of the shaman's spell.

Sweeping his gaze, the bearman warrior saw the jar at the door of the tent, and out of doubt, the bearman warrior bent down to pick up the jar, and then poked it with his thick fingers, smashing a hole in the seal of the altar mouth.

A scent of honey came straight out.

"Honey!" the bearman warrior looked at the jar in his arms in surprise, and then subconsciously looked around, until he confirmed that there was no one else in the tent except Ronald, then he sat on the ground and dipped his fingers in the honey in the jar and sucked it.

The honey that Ronald bought was not a high-quality product, just ordinary, but the bear warrior's preference for honey was already in their instincts, and no bear warrior could refuse the temptation of honey.

Perhaps the temptation of honey was too great, or perhaps he was too confident in the shaman's spells, the bear-man warrior turned his back to Ronald and began to enjoy the delicious taste in the jar.

But just as the bear-man warrior stuck out his tongue and put it directly into the jar to stir, Ronald had already stood up silently, standing behind him with cold eyes.

At this time, it is not very convenient to make extraneous branches, and Ronald did not plan to take out the long sword from the system backpack, so he simply raised his fist, poured the fighting energy into the power fist glove, and hammered it down fiercely at the head of the bear warrior!

The fist wind sounded, and the bear warrior sensed that something was wrong, and subconsciously turned his head, but he didn't have time to dodge at all, and was directly hit on the head by Ronald's punch.

The bear warrior, who was still eating happily just now, rolled his eyes and passed out directly.

Dragged the unconscious bear-man warrior into a corner......

In fact, even stuffing it into a corner doesn't make much sense, because the bearman's physique doomed Ronald to hide him in this tent from being discovered. The reason why it is stuffed into the corner is just to avoid being noticed by people who are passing by.

When Ronald cautiously left the tent, he found that it was pitch black outside, only dotted with a little starlight, and there were hardly many sounds in the tribe of Notda, except for the sound of bears sleeping everywhere.

"Bears like to hibernate, and so do bear people...... Why did I steal something and run into a gold-level guard?" Seeing that the Hammer Tribe was almost defenseless at this time, Ronald felt an inexplicable helplessness.

However, even with such an unguarded posture of the bear tribe, Ronald did not leave in a dignified manner, but cautiously walked along the dark corner.

Most of the tents of the Hammer Tribe were pitch black at this time, and from inside came the earth-shattering snoring of the bear-man warriors.

Gently lifting a tent, through a ray of starlight, Ronald saw a dozen bear-man warriors lying on the skin-covered ground, snoring with their chests exposed, and two bear-man warriors even put their hands around the shoulders of a nearby partner, their paws scratching their fur.

Ronald shook his head, not knowing what to make of these bear-man tribes.

Honest, easy to satisfy, or big grin?

Perhaps for the bear tribe, it is a great satisfaction to be able to sleep well in the winter and have delicious honey to eat when you wake up.

"I really don't know how they have survived in the orc tribe for so many years, but it can only be said that they have the strength to suppress the other tribes. Ronald looked at this scene and thought to himself.

Gently lowering the tent without alerting any of the sleeping orc warriors, Ronald continued to leave the dark, secluded corner.

After walking some distance, a tent with still candles suddenly blocked Ronald's way out.

Ronald's heart suddenly tightened, but fortunately, the candle flame flickered in the tent, and there were no other signs. This shows that Ronald still has not revealed his whereabouts. Along the way, Ronald also paid attention to the path where the tents were placed.

If he couldn't get through this road, Ronald would have to go back the way he came, or even take a detour from the tribe's main road to get out safely.

Ronald frowned: "Perhaps, it's just the candle flame?"

Running the cloud dragon three-fold light work, Ronald walked towards the tent silently with a light body and feet on the ground. With the candles lit in the tent, Ronald gently opened a gap, only to see all kinds of strange things placed in various corners of the tent.

The skulls of wild beasts, basins filled with strange liquids, or powders that smell strange...... It's like escaping the lair of an evil wizard.

Behind a wooden table, a ragged priest sat cross-legged, and on the table in front of him lay a wooden bowl with something burning in it, and wisps of smoke rose from the bowl and went down the priest's nostrils. (To be continued.) )